Emo Love

I still remember the day when our principal came to our classroom. It was winter, there was no one outside, and our faces were cold and pale. Suddenly, I heard some footsteps, coming closer, closer, and closer to our classroom. My heart started pounding. I felt nervous and that something horrible was going to happen.

I just remember seeing my principal’s face, he was bleeding, and someone had shot him. Everyone started to scream. Someone was killing people. I thought they could be terrorists. Suddenly, I couldn’t see anything someone was taking me away. Was I going to die?! Was I going to survive?! I remember being thrown on a truck. I realized that life is short and that you really need to enjoy it. I was really unlucky, my life was too short. I was going to miss my family and friends. Why me?! Why me?! I want to get out of here; there are too many things I haven’t done.

For a reason that I don’t know the truck stopped, I realized that it was time to escape. They took me out; where they going to kill me and sell my organs, are they going to abuse me sexually?

I was right they did… I was left in the middle of nowhere. I was found at night, by the police. I felt strange, I was weak something was affecting me. My parents took me to the doctor, there were bad news. No one told me anything, so then I realized that I was sick. These kidnappers had ruined my life, now I have to deal with it. I wanted to kill myself, I didn’t deserve to live.

When it was time to leave the hospital, I went to the building’s roof; I was going to commit suicide. I was nervous; my journey was going to stop here. I jumped; it felt strange to die… My life was passing through my head. Then everything stopped, I was in the floor, my mangled body was bleeding, the snow was turning red. It was beautiful, this was a strange sensation. My eyes were closing, everything was turning white. Then my eyes opened, I was facing the door to go to Heaven…

-andrea yu-shan